The CD “Auto:Matic” takes you on an exhilarating automated rocket ride with your cosmic bartender I Satellite. Aboard his spacecraft I Satellite orbits the earth mixing synthesized cosmic concoctions that are sure to bring you under his solar spell.

Though extremely spacey I Satellite’s “Auto:Matic” does not leave you lost in space. Far more earth bound than any of Gary Numan’s works, I Satellite uses Numan’s basic building blocks for the creation of cosmic sculptures. But he jettisons Numan’s sometimes over the top cosmic drama replacing it with the friendly and approachable trappings of pop music thus creating space music for the masses. With “Auto:Matic” you are presented with the sights and sounds of outer space; it’s like having your own personal Hubble telescope that comes with stereophonic sound. From the sounds of wispy slow flowing cosmic dust to the nova like birth of a new star you are inebriated by eerie yet soaring solar masterpieces that capture the sound of cosmic storms, exploding stars and the roar of robotically piloted plasma propelled rocket ships.

One listen and you wonder if I Satellite’s interest in space exploration was launched with Sputnik back in 1957 as he is obviously influenced by 50’s sci-fi and the Cold War era. Some of the influences you will fine on “Auto:Matic” are Kraftwerk, Gary Numan, Strange Advance, Bill Nelson and a little bit of Robert Gorl, “?” …..look him up.

As “Auto:Matic” orbits the earth your space boy bartender I Satellite mixes a series of electronic cocktails, synthetic martinis for the mind. One sip and the listener finds that “Auto:Matic” is a CD that one must sit and listen to. Containing electronics that are futuristic yet quiet, introspective and reflective it is indeed a cerebral piece of work. Dim the lights and sit back enjoy the cosmic journey as robotoids perform their monotonous march through ten synthetic traxz that run the gamut of love, pain, sex and pleasure in the 21st century.

Though introspective and deserving of your full attention “Auto:matic” does offer up a mind numbing electronic robotic rump shaker in “Where In The World”. It’s an electronic concoction made up with a jigger of Ladytron, a shot of OMD served up in a frosty electrical goblet provided by Ganymede. It intoxicates you so that you don’t realize that you left your seat and are dancing in the middle of the floor.

In “12:15 Friday Night” and “Bubbleboy” you’ll find soft and sweet cosmic electricity the like Numan has never delivered. In both songs the electricity is playful, frothy and cuddly and displays I Satellite's knowledge of the basic principles of creating catchy electronic pop. So childlike these tunes that you don’t realize that though playfully disguised as bubbles and harmless sparks the electronics are imbued with so much energy that you don’t realize that you are playing with power. As big electric-blue bubbles float from your speakers and lazy electricity languishes about the room you are caught completely off guard when the electric bubbles begin to pop and overwhelm you and the languishing electronic start to mercilessly and continuously jolt you.

As his electronic angst moans like solar winds through the Milky Way galaxy you close your eyes and you can almost see the fingers of I Satellite work the keyboards in “Out of Space”. I Satellite also delivers some hard electricity in the Adult vein in the science gone mad “Automat”.

In “I Want You” synthesizers wail as you sail the solar seas on a Numan like rocket ride into deep space. On this trip you don’t feel alone and alienated as again I Satellite takes the best Numan influences and leaves behind Numan’s trademark aloofness.

So, just sit back, relax and let this space boy take you on a journey through the cosmos that you will never forget. Space travel with Gary Numan is a lonely sometimes-depressing dramatic symphonic space opera, but space travel with I Satellite is just plain fun.
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